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Teggan Vey

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9
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Cleric, godless miracle-worker

Teggan Vey

Level 9·Female·Medium
Lawful Neutral

Species

Mortal-born Hollowling

Appearance

Teggan Vey is devastatingly beautiful in a way that feels engineered rather than delicate. Her face has clean, severe planes, a broad elegant jaw, and lips that seem permanently close to issuing an order. Her teeth are unusually even and slightly too numerous, giving her smile a predatory fullness that becomes unmistakable when she laughs, which is rare and startling. She moves with economical precision, never wasting a gesture, yet people often find themselves leaning toward her without realizing it. Her beauty suggests invitation, while everything else about her communicates warning. She leaves behind the impression of a locked door that someone has asked you to desire.

Height6 feet 1 inch
BuildTall, broad-shouldered, and powerfully composed, with the dense strength of someone accustomed to hauling gates, bodies, and wounded soldiers rather than performing courtly combat
EyesDeep amber with tiny flecks of red that brighten when she invokes power
HairBlue-black, heavy, and glossy like wet raven feathers, worn in a severe braid threaded with copper wire
SkinWarm ivory with a faint pearlescent undertone, like polished stone under candlelight

Low, measured, and unhurried. Her consonants land with crisp finality, and she rarely raises her voice.”

Ability Scores

STR
18+4
DEX
14+2
CON
16+3
INT
14+2
WIS
18+4
CHA
16+3

Alignment

Good
Lawful
Chaotic
EvilLawful Neutral

Distinguishing Features

Her lower teeth show slightly when she speaks, giving ordinary sentences an almost smiling menace.

Before answering, she draws a slow breath through her nose and taps her tongue once against the back of her teeth.

Her laughter begins as a silent widening of the eyes, then arrives as one unexpectedly warm, breathy note.

A thin line of gold pigment is painted along her jaw each morning, resembling a ceremonial smile when viewed from a distance.

Her shadow occasionally leans toward nearby living creatures before she does.

Voice

A low contralto with a dry edge, intimate enough to sound like a confidence even when delivering a reprimand. Her rare laughter is warm, breathy, and disconcertingly sincere.

Clothing

A charcoal-gray clerical coat reinforced with hidden leather plates, a high collar clasped by a dull copper key, practical trousers, soft black boots, and a red sash bearing the tally marks of every recruit under her protection. Her clothing is immaculate except for chalk dust at the cuffs.

Body Language

She stands squarely with her hands folded behind her back, chin slightly lowered as if measuring a room for structural weakness. When angered, she becomes still rather than expressive. Around frightened recruits, her shoulders loosen and she angles her body between them and perceived danger.

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